Rockstar Life

Mommy’s away 12 hours a day. Daddy’s trying to balance the struggling-writer life with the stay-at-home Daddy life. So sometimes the dead bottle of Veuve from your anniversary hangs out and creepers the box of tissues. And sometimes while you’re reading to your son, a cat tries to share his lap space.

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